Garden Stone Chimes

I skipped right past the porch railing down to the garden path! A cluster of smooth, grey river pebbles caught my eye beside a patch of damp moss. I rolled one with my front paw—clink-tick! It rattled right against a flat stepping stone with a crisp, bright ring. I nudged another one, then kicked a third with my back foot! Clink-clack-rattle! The little stones tumbled across the slate like tiny marble drums. I paused, tilting my ears to catch the fading echo before tapping the stone again.